Knowing what she was thinking, Ling Ang said lightly: "If you hesitate, you won't have time to go back for the New Year's Eve dinner."
Wang Aoshuang knew that there was no other way, so she agreed.
Before leaving, she called Mrs. Lan and told her to go home. After all, the old lady was quite nice to her.
When she passed by the hall, she explained the situation to the butler. Seeing that Lan Yuchi was not at home, it was normal for her to go back to her parents to celebrate the New Year, so she didn't say anything.
When he saw Ling Ang, he was leaning against the car and waiting for her. Seeing her coming, he quickly helped her get her luggage and put it in the car.
Without work, he wore a casual light gray coat, smooth clothing lines, and three-dimensional design made him look slender and upright.
The whole person looks a little more casual and less majestic, and every move is free and easy.
He seemed to be in a good mood, and a faint smile appeared on his handsome face, who was usually cold and cold.
Wang Aoshuang felt that when the two of them were alone, they should face him calmly so that they would not embarrass the atmosphere, so they took the initiative to talk about the topic.
"Ling Ang, it's too late for you to send me back. Don't you celebrate the New Year with your family?"
"I have been back early and spent some time with my mother. Now I am just as happy to celebrate the New Year with your family."
Wang Aoshuang couldn't help but look at him. Did her parents invite him to celebrate the New Year together?
Seeing her thoughts, he showed his face slightly, "Uncle and aunt must welcome me to celebrate the New Year with them."
"You are really confident."
Ling Ao's charming lips had a meaningful smile, "Don't you remember the last time my uncle and aunt said, I hope we should go home and have a walk often when we have time?"
Hearing these words so close, she was neither sure nor denied, so she had to turn her head and pretend to look at the scenery.
Seeing that the atmosphere was a little quiet, Ling Ang joked, "You are so lucky to have such a practical man to make your parents happy."
Yes, it’s like a tall, rich and handsome guy falling from the sky, making those ill-fated tits itchy.
If she hadn't met Lan Yuchi yet, she would feel that she was the happiest person, but now...
She couldn't help but sigh softly. Some things were really helpless. If she hadn't met Lan Yuchi, she wouldn't have met Ling Ang. Maybe this is God's will torture people.
It was already very late when they got home, but Wang Aoshuang had called her parents, and the two old men were waiting for her to come back before having the reunion dinner.
When they saw Ling Ang coming, they were immediately overjoyed and laughed so hard that they couldn't stop. They greeted him in enthusiastically, but neglected their daughter.
Wang Aoshuang couldn't help but pout. Ling Ang was really a murderer for all ages, and even his parents were confused by him.
When Ling Ang saw her being neglected, he couldn't help but whisper beside her: "It seems that I am more like my own."
She couldn't help but open her round eyes and glared at him fiercely.
When the two old men saw each other's eyebrows and smiled secretly, they found an excuse to quickly slip into the kitchen.
After a while, a table of sumptuous Yitou dishes appeared in front of you, including oysters, pork hands, braised lion head, money-wind legs rolls, golden strap boxes... Each dish is full of color, flavor and mouth-watering.
"Ling Ang, these are all home-cooked dishes. I hope you don't dislike them." Wang Li smiled slightly.
A humble smile appeared on Ling Ang's handsome face, "How could it be, these dishes have a very homey taste. I haven't celebrated the Chinese New Year in China for many years, and I haven't eaten such a festival dish for a long time. Just look at the surface